"Mr. Wen came on time, and I'm in Xia Luyao. This is my senior brother Zuo Qi."
Lu Yao was wearing a dark green brocade robe with embroidered bamboo with gold thread on it, which was extremely exquisite. He has a pair of grape eyes, big and godly, a jade crown with hair, and a personable demeanor.
As the son of the Shangqing Xianmen headmaster, his status is naturally extremely noble, and the sword "Longyue" he holds is also a rare treasure in the world.
The wind and the moon.
Live and depend on each other, with the same breath.
It was a pair of brother swords. In ancient times, they were one, and then they were divided into two. After countless vicissitudes, the two swords were separated. To this day, Langyue was the first to come out, and it was acquired by the head of Shangqing, who gave it to his beloved son with his own hands.
After going out to practice, Hua Che fell into the cold pool to save people, and accidentally picked up Jifeng.
This sword has spirit, and it has the spirit of "ancient", so it is naturally invincible. If others don't say it, they must be coveted in their hearts, and it has indeed caused a lot of blood and rain. Later, some people really succeeded, and they tried their best to steal Ji Feng, but they couldn't even draw their swords out of their sheaths.
The sword recognizes its master, and even if it is thrown into the red lotus karmic fire and burned into ashes, it will refuse anyone other than Hua Che to interfere.
It's useless to grab it, this storm is considered to have subsided.
Hua Che sneered.
The swords are brothers from the same lineage, and the masters who use the swords are also brothers and sisters who respect and love each other, but how...
Lu Yao's respect and affection for him were ultimately lost to jealousy and cowardice.
"The students who came to Lingxiao Palace this year are really extraordinary." Lu Yao roughly swept the crowd. He had never met Chu Binghuan, and it was because of Chu Binghuan's withdrawn personality and seldom going out, even if there was an immortal way. I didn't participate in the grand event, so my face was very lively.
On the other hand, Murong Sa was different. His motto in life was high-profile. Wherever there was a lot of excitement, he would join in, and he would naturally be recognized by Lu Yao at a glance.
The eldest young master of Fengming Valley actually came to Lingxiao Palace
Lu Yao felt unbelievable for a while, but it was not convenient to ask face-to-face in this atmosphere. Besides, the selection of Xianmen disciples must be absolutely fair and just, and you will not be given special treatment because of your background. Even if he is the young master of Fengming Valley, he has to pass the test just like other lay people.
Suddenly, Lu Yao was stunned.
Behind Murong Sa stood a slender young man, dressed in dark red cross-collar clothes, hair tied with silver-white hairbands, with a pale complexion, clear phoenix eyes, and a meaningful smile on the corners of his lips. .
Lu Yao didn't dare to recognize it: "You, are you, Hua..."
"It's getting late, Master Wen." Chu Binghuan suddenly interrupted, and Wen Yuan, who was addicted to admiring the immortal appearance of the high-level disciples of the Qing Dynasty, couldn't extricate himself, suddenly returned to his senses, and hurriedly replied, "You sons only need to live here. For three days, we will go back when the time is up, everyone, don’t worry, I and the son of Shangqing Xianmen will be around for the past three days, and if there is danger, please call for help in time, don’t be brave.”
After all, it is a test of new disciples. Even if there are senior brothers following, as long as the situation is not life-threatening, they will not care.
Shangqing Xianmen has many rules, and the relationship between the disciples is also very tense, just because they have a very stupid rule in Hua Che's opinion - other schools decide who is a senior and who is a junior based on the order of apprenticeship.
They are not. According to the monk's own realm, whoever has a higher realm is a senior.
Therefore, after Hua Che worshipped in the Shangqing, he only called Lu Yao's senior brother for half a month, and he committed the following splendidly and became Lu Yao's senior brother. After that, he never became a junior brother again.
One step at a time, a hundred people, a thousand people, and one ride Juechen became the well-deserved senior brother of Shangqing Xianmen.
With such rules and regulations, the seeds of competition were planted from the first day of entry, and it was a shame to change from "senior brother" to "younger brother". Such a sect, where does the friendship come from, and where does the brothers help each other in harmony.
Hua Che followed behind the team and glanced at Lu Yao from a distance.
Although Lu Yao is the son of the headmaster, he has poor aptitude and has been surpassed many times since the beginning of his practice. His father was too strict and used to attack education. Every once in a while, Lu Yao was called to the study to be scolded. In order to harden his bones, he beat him in front of the other disciples, and wiped his self-esteem. It is no wonder that he is becoming more and more cowardly and indecisive. , can't afford it.
This time, it was said to be in-person guidance, but in fact, it was for Zuo Qi to take Lu Yao to experience the experience.
"Master, son."
His thoughts were interrupted, Hua Che was stunned, and turned to look at the bean sprouts standing beside him.
"My name is Lin Yan." Bean sprouts rubbed her hands nervously, her cheeks a little red, "Thank you, thank you."
Lin Yan was talking about what Hua Che read aloud. Hua Che smiled knowingly, raised his hand and patted Lin Yan's shoulder: "You're welcome, we will be brothers and sisters from the same school in the future, and we should help each other."
"Heh! Is this Xiongtai so sure that he can be selected?" It was the Jianxiu who spoke, and it seemed like a big tiger when he heard people call him.
After Dahu said this, he smiled disdainfully: "Yeah, I just saw that Lu Xianshi from Shangqing seemed to have something to tell you, you two know each other, right? That's right, you have an extraordinary origin. , having friendship with Immortal Master Lu, it is easy to enter Shangqing Immortal Sect, not to mention the district Lingxiao Palace!"
After saying this, he deliberately glanced at Wen Yuan.
Bullying Shimen, can this be tolerated
Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan didn't blink, but instead smiled and agreed: "What this young man said is that the Lingxiao Palace is too declining, let alone you, I feel shabby!"
Big Tiger: "..."
As a small pheasant family, he only deserves to follow behind the buttocks of the major immortals and strive to be the last one in the Lingxiao Palace. His disciples have long been used to these sneers and sarcasms!
Hua Che was a little dumbfounded.
At night, everyone built a fire and sat together. Not all cultivators came to apprentice, but there were young people who were born in immortals, like Murong Sa Chu Binghuan, who had been blessed since childhood, with cultivation and spiritual tools. There were also ordinary people like Lin Yan who came from farmers and carried an axe for self-defense.
Even if you have a cultivation base, you will not get tired, but ordinary mortals are already exhausted after rushing on the mountain road for a day, and now they are falling asleep.
Murong Sa approached Lin Yan and said, "Why haven't you slept yet? You are small and thin, and your physical strength is quite good."
Lin Yan was a little frightened when he was suddenly called, and after a while, he said, "This way is nothing, I work in the fields at home, and it's much more tiring than this."
"My name is Murong Sa, you are very pleasing to the eye, I will make you a friend."
Lin Yan got up in a hurry and greeted him respectfully: "Young Master Murong."
Murong Sa laughed: "What Murong, my surname is Mu."
Lin Yan was dumbfounded: "Huh?"
Hua Che: "The last name is Mu, the first name is Rong Sa, and the character is swaggering."
Lin Yan blushed immediately, and even got the family name wrong, it was rude!
Murong Sa looked strange: "Brother Hua, do you even know my words?"
Hua Che smiled and said, "Young Master Mu of Fengming Valley, who in the world doesn't know?"
These words were very useful to Murong Sa: "As expected of my brother Mu Zhaoyao!"
Hua Che still couldn't help but slander: "When your father named you, he didn't think about the word "Murong", will it make people misunderstood?"
Murong Sa pouted, "I don't know, you have to ask him."
Hua Che sat with his eyes closed for a while, and felt someone approaching. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Chu Binghuan.
Chu Binghuan didn't say a word, and handed him the water bag directly.
Hua Che hesitated for a while, but still took it: "Thank you."
"My surname is Chu, my name is Binghuan, and my courtesy name is Tianyu."
Hua Che was choked and looked at Chu Binghuan for unknown reasons.
What did he say this for
Chu Binghuan said as a matter of course: "You should remember the name of the betrothed."
"Ah?" Hua Che was dumbfounded.
Chu Binghuan turned around and left.
Knowing Murong Sa's name, how could he not know his own
snort!
With Zhuang Tian's warning in front of him, no one dared to really sleep to death. Besides, if you have the courage to show off, you can leave a good impression in front of Wen Yuan, and the chances of passing the assessment are high.
During the period when Hua Che closed his eyes and rested his mind, many people quietly went to please Lu Yao. After Lu Yao calmly dealt with it, he walked to Hua Che.
"If I'm not mistaken, you are Hua Qingkong?"
Hua Che opened his eyes, and a young man covered in blood came into sight. He looked like a madman, waving the moon in a frenzy, and behind him were thousands of carrion corpses. If you don't kill me today, tomorrow I will slash you with thousands of swords and smash your bones to ashes!"
The young man in his memory merged with the young man in front of him, and then separated abruptly. Hua Che shook his head and replied dully, "Yes."
"It really is you!" Lu Yao was overjoyed, "We met in Hangzhou, don't you remember me? I got lost in Hangzhou and was kidnapped by two traffickers. Thanks to you, you saved me and sent me back. to the family."
"No!" Hua Che put on a confused expression, "I don't remember, did Xianshi Lu recognize the wrong person?"
"It's definitely right, I'm sure." Lu Yao was not in a hurry and said with a smile, "You don't expect anything in return for doing good deeds, but I will keep it in my heart forever. If there is a need in the future, just give your son a command, and I will do my best to help."
Before Hua Che could reply, a scream suddenly came from a distance!
Everyone woke up, only to see a bat the size of a washbasin flying in front, grabbing a person's shoulder with both claws, and actually lifted the person up and hoisted it into the air.
Lin Yan's face turned pale with fright, Murong Sa straightened up with a carp, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's actually a bat!"
There are more and more bats, and there are a dozen or 20 humming, overwhelming the sky.
Hua Che's mouth twitched: "It's such a big game..."
The soul-killing bat is a relatively low-level monster. It is afraid of fire, and it can be self-defense with a fire spell.
However, the newcomers in the immortal world who had no experience were in chaos on the spot, and the mother and father screamed, Hua Che stepped aside, and dragged Lin Yan, who was stunned, and said, "Go to the fire and stand over there."
Bats form in groups, open their sharp teeth and bite down on people's necks, not sucking blood, but specializing in capturing their souls.
Hua Che settled Lin Yan, turned around and shouted at the chaotic crowd, "Ice cubes!"
Chu Binghuan, who was calm throughout the whole process, almost burst into tears at the sound of "ice cubes".
- "You say you, keep a straight face all day long, you don't talk much, you don't even laugh, Bai Chang is so good-looking! Binghuan Binghuan, hey, isn't it just ice cubes!"
- "Ice cubes, have a laugh!"